The fire crackled, sparks bursting out from time to time, and the cloud scenery surrounded the simple stove, busy with work.
Originally, Ye Tian wanted to do all the cooking, but he couldn't resist Yun Jing.
Then after gradually smelling the aroma of fried rabbit, he shyly gave up the cooking work. His cooking skills were really not good in front of Yunjing.
Scholars are great.
"Brother Yun, it smells so good. The seasonings you put in are all ordinary seasonings, why does it smell so good?" Ye Tian stared at the rabbit meat in the pot and kept swallowing his saliva.
Yunjing said while busy: "The seasonings are the same, but with different proportions and heat, the taste will naturally be different. I am missing a few seasonings, and the heat is not easy to control, otherwise it will only be more fragrant."
More delicious"
"I can't believe how delicious Brother Yun's food will be after all the seasonings are prepared... I can't stand it anymore. I can't bear it anymore. I have to find something to do."
Saying that, Ye Tian reluctantly looked away from the pot, then went to take out a sickle from his backpack and started working around it.
Yunjing asked: "Brother Ye, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking for some hay to make it more comfortable to sleep on at night," Ye Tian said without even looking back.
Let him go.
Two rabbits, Yunjing fried one and grilled one, plus a small pot of rice, enough for two people.
After finding a quick slate and putting the food on the table, Yunjing looked at Ye Tian who had collected a pile of hay over there and said, "Brother Ye, come here to eat."
With that said, Yunjing took out the lantern and assembled it, then inserted a branch into the ground to hang it for lighting.
"Come on, come on, my stomach has been growling for a long time..." Ye Tian ran over impatiently.
Let’s eat next.
The night wind around them was cold, but the fact that they were leeward from the mountain had little effect. The burning bonfire illuminated the surrounding area.
"It's delicious... it's delicious, wow... my tongue is almost swallowing it. After eating such delicious food, how can I eat other food in the future..."
Ye Tian yelled loudly while eating.
Yunjing felt funny in his heart and ate slowly, saying: "It's delicious, just eat more, there's plenty."
"Brother Yun, you should eat too..."
After the meal, Ye Tian rushed to do the dishwashing work, saying that he would not let Yunjing do it. In his words, after eating such delicious food, he would not let Yunjing wash the dishes.
Good luck.
In this regard, Yunjing could only let him go.
It was Yunjing's joke to say that he was taking advantage of him and that he was afraid of being defeated. He wanted to get along normally and he had no evil intentions. If he affected everyone and caused bad luck, Yunjing would have no choice but to stay away from this guy immediately.
In fact, there is no telling whether the liar was unlucky because of him.
But for this kind of thing, you'd better be careful, some things really can't be justified...
While he was washing the dishes and cleaning up the mess, Yunjing was not idle either. He used Ye Tian's ax to chop wood to build a bed. This was not because he didn't want to take advantage of him but for the sake of fairness. It was purely because Yunjing himself wanted to sleep more comfortably at night.
Yunjing worked very quickly. In half an hour, he made two simple beds by the campfire, and then spread them with the hay collected by Ye Tian.
"Wow, Brother Yun, you are so good at enjoying yourself. You even made a bed for the night outdoors," Ye Tian ran over and exclaimed after finishing his work.
Yun Jing smiled and said: "It doesn't take much effort anyway, why not be nice to yourself? Well, that one is yours."
"Thank you so much, Brother Yun, you are making me feel embarrassed..." Ye Tian happily sat on the simple wooden bed prepared for him by Yun Jing and scratched his head.
"It's okay, it's late at night, let's go to sleep." Yunjing said with a smile, and immediately brought the book box to him, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone and prepared to write today's travel notes.
Over there, Ye Tian thought for a while and said, "Brother Yun, I have a bedding here. You can use it to cover yourself."
"No, you forgot, I am a martial arts practitioner, I am not afraid of the cold at night, and there is a bonfire, so you don't need to worry about me, but you are weak and need to cover yourself more thickly." Yunjing shook his head and said, having already laid out the paper.
Ye Tian originally wanted to persist, but when he saw Yun Jing picking up a pen to write, he then shut up for fear of disturbing him.
Watching Yun Jing's writing quietly, Ye Tian's eyes flashed with a look of envy. Although he was illiterate, he felt that Yun Jing's writing was very good, even if he couldn't understand what was written.
Write down the day's experiences in condensed sentences. After finishing the cloud scene, I tidied up and prepared to go to bed.
"Brother Yun, your handwriting is so beautiful." After seeing Yun Jing finish his work, Ye Tian couldn't help but say, he had been holding back for a while.
Smiling, Yunjing said: "It's not bad. In my master's words, now my handwriting can barely be read by others."
"You can barely meet people like this? I've never seen anyone write better than you," Ye Tian said with a glare.
Shaking his head, Yunjing said: "Then it's probably because you haven't seen much of it."
"That's right..." Ye Tian scratched his head and asked curiously: "Brother Yun, is it difficult to write well?"
Lying on the bed, looking at the starry sky, Yun Jing recalled his experience of studying at the beginning and said with a smile: "It is indeed very difficult. You have to write a word a thousand times, and you have to practice writing every day, otherwise you will gradually become unable to write well.
Now, I don’t even know how many pens I have written with baldness. The calluses on my hands grew and fell, and fell and grew again..."
"It's so difficult." After hearing what Yun Jing said, Ye Tian couldn't help but stare.
Smiling, Yunjing said: "Just get used to it", and then asked: "Brother Ye, have you read a book?"
"No, I have lived in a remote countryside since I was a child. I didn't even have a home. Many times... well, I was never hungry, but I had no money or connections to study," Ye Tian shook his head.
Thinking about how hard it was for him to study in the past, Ye Tian's situation was normal.
After hesitating for a moment, Yunjing stood up, picked up a branch, wrote Ye Tian's name on the ground, and then said: "Brother Ye, look, this is your name, Ye Tian."
"It's true, it's the same as on my household registration, but even if Brother Yun writes it on the ground with a branch, it looks better than the words on the household registration." Ye Tian stood up, looked closer and looked at it with wide eyes.
After he looked carefully, Yunjing said: "Brother Ye, you are idle now anyway, why don't I teach you how to write your name? Are you interested in learning?"
"Really? Brother Yun is willing to teach me?" Ye Tian said with a look of disbelief.
"I have nothing to do anyway, just pass the time. Come on, your name should be written like this..."
Yunjing taught him stroke by stroke.
Ye Tian watched carefully, holding his breath subconsciously, cherishing this hard-won opportunity.
It is too difficult for ordinary people in this era to read and write. Maybe Ye Tian himself has something special, but as a commoner, he wants to join the circle of scholars...who knows how easy it will be.
Yunjing guessed that if he wanted to, he might be able to squeeze into this circle easily. Who knows...
Ye Tian studied hard, Yun Jing taught hard, and patiently helped him correct it. It was just two words, and Ye Tian learned it in a few minutes.
When he learned to write his name, it was like getting a beloved toy. He took the trouble to write the name on the ground with a branch, over and over again.
This made Yunjing recall the first time he wrote his name, and he almost didn’t recognize it as he wrote it...
Ye Tian kept writing his name there, extremely focused and serious. Yun Jing did not bother him and turned over to sleep.
Hearing the commotion, Ye Tian glanced at Yun Jing, slowed down his movements, and said to himself that Brother Yun is such a nice person. The scholars he met before didn't even look at him. How can he be like Brother Yun, who not only doesn't get bored with himself, but is also patient?
I taught myself how to write. I must repay the favor if I have the opportunity...
The daily routine of sleeping in the cloud scene attracts the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish yourself.
During this period of time, he has never stopped practicing. He is already moving towards the later stage of acquired life. His strength is close to the terrifying level of fifty thousand kilograms, but he has not yet reached his limit. He is not in a hurry and slowly accumulates his own knowledge.
However, Yunjing, who had absorbed the spiritual energy, was slightly stunned.
He found that in this wilderness, the aura of heaven and earth was extremely strong, and it was almost as strong as the outskirts of the barren mountains where strange beasts and tigers once roamed in Dogya County. This was simply unbelievable.
Subconsciously glancing at Ye Tian who was still writing his name, Yun Jing thought to himself that such a strong spiritual energy could have something to do with him, right?
Not to mention, from a special perspective, Yun Jing saw that when he absorbed almost 1% of the spiritual energy, it naturally gathered towards Ye Tian and blended into his body silently!
This discovery made Yun Jing secretly stunned. This person was indeed extraordinary.
Among all the people Yun Jing knew, except for Xia Ziyue's master, the old man from the myth realm, there were only some beings in the true realm who could absorb spiritual energy as much as Ye Tian.
"If this person sets foot in martial arts in the future, I can't believe how far he can go."
With this thought in his mind, an idea suddenly popped up in Yunjing's mind: Should he lead him on this road and see how far he could go?
When this thought appeared in my mind, I couldn't get rid of the cloud scene.
It's not that Yunjing wants to accept him as his disciple or anything, he hasn't even started training yet, but it's okay to give him some pointers out of curiosity. Anyway, Yunjing knows a lot of secrets on Kung Fu, even the secrets for cultivating to the true artistic conception.
All.
"Ask his opinion tomorrow, and don't take it for granted."
Putting away his thoughts, Yunjing quietly absorbed the spiritual energy and went to sleep. As for being taken away by Ye Tianfen, it was drizzling, so it didn't matter.
The night was uneventful.
When Yun Jing woke up early the next morning, he saw Ye Tian looking at him with two pandas on his head.
"Brother Yun, I can write my own name now, and I know it so well that I won't be able to forget it even if I want to. I can write my own name now, but I can only write my own name... But thank you to Brother Yun.
"Yes," Ye Tian said as soon as Yun Jing opened his eyes, somewhat incoherently.
Hearing what he said, Yunjing felt very unhappy.
A literate person would never imagine that an illiterate person can write, even just his or her own name, which is something worth being happy and showing off.
Take Yunjing's own grandfather Yun Lin as an example. After teaching him how to write his own name, Yun Lin would practice it over and over every time he had time. Whenever he had something to do, he would write it to the villagers and ask them what they thought of his writing.
…
Quite sad.
"Why are you thanking me? I only taught you these two words, but you should practice them more when you have nothing to do, so as not to forget them," Yun Jing shook his head and said.
Nodding vigorously, Ye Tian said: "Brother Yun, don't worry, I will definitely practice well."
As he said that, he looked at Yun Jing shyly and said with some trepidation: "Brother Yun, where are you going next?"
"I'm going to the north, probably to visit the border battlefield," Yunjing said, and then asked: "What?"
After tweaking for a while, Ye Tian said cautiously: "Brother Yun, I want to follow you, do you think it's okay? Anyway, I don't have a clear destination, so don't worry, I will definitely not cause any trouble if I follow you. If, I'm just saying if
Ah, if you are free, without delaying you, I would like to learn more words from you."
After saying that, he looked at Yun Jing anxiously, as if he was waiting for the verdict.
Still thinking it was something, Yunjing said dumbly: "It's okay, you can follow if you want. Anyway, I'm very boring by myself. If you want to learn to write, it's simple. I'll teach you when I have time."
The reason I agreed to him was not because I was afraid of the negative consequences if I refused, but because he was eager to make progress, and he didn’t want to delay things, so why not give him a chance if he could do something with a little effort.
"Thank you, Brother Yun. Thank you, Brother Yun. I... thank you so much. I don't know how to express it. Anyway, you can leave all the rough chores to me from now on. I will study hard and I will never let you down." Ye
Tian was extremely surprised when he received Yunjing's answer, and thanked him somewhat incoherently.
He actually wanted to kowtow directly and worship Yunjing as his master, but he didn't dare to do that for fear of being rejected. After all, he was really pushing the envelope.
Although he has little knowledge, he also knows that the master-disciple relationship is more than just talk.
It was already an immense honor to be able to study with Yun Jing, and he did not dare to ask for more.
"It's not that serious. If you want to learn, I'll teach you. It's just a piece of cake. As long as you don't feel tired. Learning to read is not a simple matter. You have to be mentally prepared." Yunjing shook his head and said.
Then he thought of the thought he had last night and looked at Ye Tianwen: "Brother Ye, do you want to practice martial arts?"
Ye Tian had not yet calmed down from the surprise of being able to learn to write from Yun Jing. When he heard this question, he was a little confused...
